I see the way
The progress to be made
For a second
Glimpses of me
Being as full as I can be
My current self
In the forthcoming sea

The distance is far
Beyond the means
Of any train, plane or car
But the vastness
Does not haunt me
Its presence glimpsed
Guides me

The reflection of me now
Comes from the waters
Of all I am
A temporary distorted form
Polishing the mirror
For the future’s dawn
I glimpse myself
In the stillness of self

David James Horn ©